Surfer Girl Dream Gone Bad

I had big plans for the January sun this past weekend.

I was going to learn how to surf. 

I borrowed the "wettie", had a cute boy visiting who was more than willing to teach me, and a light green long board which according to him was made for me since it matched my eyes.

Sounds like a dream, right?

I thought so too.

I even dreamed that I would say something to him like:

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And he would reply, "Yes dear, let's"

After a sunshine filled day of paddling hard, and trying to find my balance:

via shehitpausestudios on etsy

I might look a little like this:

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and we would end the day gabbing and laughing about how much sun, surf, and fun we had:

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Ha, I wish!

 

What really happened is that I got out there and completely froze. It seems as though I may have a bit of a phobia of the ocean and even the smallest waves it produces. 

I know now that if I ever want to surf, I must spend more time in the ocean so I don't have a heart attack in my 20's.

 

Take note: I will learn how to surf!

It may take more time since I have some mental hurdles to get over but I will get there...I promise!

 

PS~Aside from the near panic attack, the weekend was dreamy and memorable for various other reasons ;)

Foodie? Um no, I think you meant Fattie ;)

"One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating." ~Luciano Pavarotti

 

 

 

It's safe to say that I adore shopping for food, picking food, cooking food, eating food, and sharing food.

I would like to say that I am a bonafide foodie but no...I'm just a fattie :/

What are your favorite foods?

Note about me: I heart tomatoes almost more than life itself...just sayin'

Dreaming about Sunny Weekends

"They came to sit & dangle their feet off the edge of the world & after awhile they forgot everything but the good and true things they would do someday." ~Brian Andreas

via Being Brazen

 With the weekend swiftly approaching, I can't help but think back to a warm weekend in September where I dangled my feet over a cliff edge and chatted and laughed the afternoon away while feeling the sun beat down on my shoulders. 

Ah, what a lovely weekend it was...

 (PS~I have a scar on my knee from hopping over the railing so we could sit on that cliff edge and I am reminded of just how wonderful that weekend was every time I look at it.)

Happy Friday My Darlings!

Guess what?...I'm learning to surf this weekend :)

How do you like to spend sunny weekends in January?